Well, at least this spam will be counted. :D

 

*raises the banner of the Pickled Feet Shrews and sets to cooking left over sausage*

 

*places sausage on reylers head*

 

Now your a porcupine!  And i'm a stapler!

*wonders if DSage counts as townsfolk*

Nay, he is but a pedestrian upon whom we shall merely stride on our way to the townsfolk buffet.

*tricks everyone by saying the person above me* the person above me is no longer in the nose bitting off business. :D

What?  Who?  Oh...right.

 

Listen, newbies, if you want to live, come to Fiddlesticks and Organized Games.  I'm not serious at all, but it's fun, that's where I'm serious.  C'mon, I'll give you all some chocolate. :D

*pokes sagey* and don't forget we play games and don't have rules about no balefire... we do magic that isnt' even woven! O_o

Yeah!  And if you want to, you can be a Pirate!  or even a coconut.

 

Your imagination is your boundries, and we tend to cross them just to point and laugh in it's face! :P

*pulls llamas out of sage's nose*

 

not pirates! everyone knows you have to be a vampire ninja!

It's all about the Werewolf Pirates, babe.  Ever seen Van Helsing?  Damn straight!  Eat them apples!

*bites sages neck and sucks him dry*

too bad I'm immune, huh?  Oooooooh!  What now?  That's right!

 

*stabs her with a stick*

Hm, mus' be time to set the firehose on these vagrants

*sends a legion of bats into dsage's ratty wolf hole*

*arms them with carrot sticks*

*tickles rey with brocolli*

*is tickled with loki's hair*  :D :D Stoppit!

'm an acorn, small and round

Lying on the cold, cold ground

Everyone walks over me

That is why I'm cracked you see

*plants Alys*

*is too thirsty to grow* these worms tickle. hehe.

*waters Alys with olive oil*

*smells something burning*

*is something burning*

 

Wee!  :D

*uses quick-grow on the oak*

*sprouts tall and wide*

 

 

*waves in the breeze*

 

 

*drops some nuts on thorum's head*

*becomes a swarm of ladybugs*

 

*infests Alys*